I know that I must not but I do
I feel that I can't yet do
It will make you go away I know
Made cheaper by its availability

My head seeks difficulties, its often right
My heart sees possibilities that delight
I struggle between what I feel and know
When the suitor's uncertain how can you follow?

I search for words to get you to stay
Inaneness to bridge the silence in what I say
Struggling not to utter what you will not hear
Words are difficult when meant to be meaningless

I cannot make promises, nor assurance provide
If I made them, will they stand the tide?
When so many that leave are washed back to shore
My brain laughs at my heart some more

So if this bottle ever washes up to you
And these lines feel meaningful too
Give me a call, on that future day
Maybe then my heart will have its way.